After an hour of studying it from every angle, Liang Fei finally gave up. The characters in the Immortal Array Canon were known to Liang Fei, and he to them, but neither understood the other.
Liang Fei muttered dejectedly.
It seems that in this life, my only path is to cultivate until I become a Martial God. Who would have thought that I, so brilliant and heroic, would be utterly clueless when it comes to the art of formations!
If Liang Xiong had heard his words, he would have undoubtedly slapped the fat fool dozens of meters away! With Liang Fei's aptitude, even reaching the Martial King Realm would be a reason to thank the heavens. A Martial God? As if.
Liang Fei stood up, no longer wrestling with the Immortal Array Canon. But when he saw Ye Qingchen engrossed in it, he couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy.
